Beyoncé: A Woman Celebrating All Black Women in Music
Beyoncé Giselle Knowles-Carter, and don’t forget the accent on the ‘E’. When I need a dose of confidence walking into a meeting or a first date; I imagine that Crazy in Love is playing in my head, and I strut to it; it works every time.
- Second Place in Holy Grail Challenge
Skincare, Self-Care and Self-Love
“Forgive yourself for not knowing what you didn’t know before you learned it.” ― Maya Angelou . Apple cider vinegar.
I Am Art In Motion
On October 16, 2020, I finally unlocked the perfect image of what I want to look like. I have successfully transformed my body into a work of art; I am art in motion.
How I Want to Die
Living is supposed to be enjoyed. So why can't your death be that? I've never been one for funerals. I remember attending my great grandfather's burial when I was 9 years old. My entire extended family was present, and we all wore something known in my Yoruba culture as 'aso ebi' which loosely translates to the 'family clothing'. It is usually the same fabric and colour, but everyone's attire is styled differently. I haven't been to one since and I'd really love to not have to.
We are Hoes in This House
Cardi B and Megan Thee Stallion released a song almost a month ago called WAP; Wet Ass Pussy and the world of men went into chaos.
Why I Finally Decided To Go To Therapy
For someone who is a huge advocate of therapy, I have avoided it for years and it hypocritical really, but I finally did it, and this is why.
Love & Safety
I was just thinking about my birthday, and honestly, the best part of the day was having him celebrate with me. A couple of weeks after May 9th when he had come over, I had begun to accept that things were over between us and making conscious steps towards healing. I remember being in the kitchen daydreaming about him being with me on my birthday, and as things would turn out, he did end up being here.
Almost Perfect Rendezvous
It was going to be a long time before his flight landed. She hadn’t seen him in months and was consumed with emotions ranging from fear to excitement.All through the flight, he had managed to suppress his anxiety; he was finally going to see her again. The pilot announced the plane’s descent, and it became real to him, he was going to see her again. She trembled in her seat upon hearing that his plane had landed. Finally, she saw him walking towards her, and her stomach did a trillion somersaults. At the hotel, he made small talk as he threw off his jacket and settled on the edge of the bed. She stood at quite a distance from him and just watched him in awe.He pulled her into his arms and told her how good it was to see her again. His eyes never leaving hers, he began to undress her, she smelled like lavender and honey. He stepped back to admire her and noticed how self-conscious she was; she was never shy about him looking at her body before.For him, there were two options, either tear her clothes off the minute the hotel door shut behind them or painfully take his time to enjoy every second of being in the same place as her, he chose the latter. It involved a lot of restraint, but it was worth it. They took a silent bath, with occasional chuckles here and there but in their silence, they seemed to be saying a whole lot more. As he towelled her hair, she took his face and lowered it towards herself and kissed him and kissed him and kissed him. A few seconds into the kiss, she had dismantled his self-restraint, so he lifted her and took her to the bed.She’s a relatively small girl, but she fit perfectly against his body, she had the most beautiful breasts, and he made sure he told her that every chance he got. He laid her on the white sheets and once again stepped back to look at all of her. He started from her legs and kissed his way up. Her body was trembling the entire time, her body responded to his touch like fire to gas. He kissed her everywhere but avoided her lips. She looked at him like she could take whatever he had in store for her, but her body was betraying her, she melted and fought back moans everywhere he touched her.She had to put a pillow over her mouth as his tongue made love to her, she moaned and kicked and moved her hips in acceptance of him. When he heard her say his name in a painfully slow whisper, he knew he was done teasing; he wanted her with an urge that he didn’t even understand.The lovemaking was unreal.Though they were naked against each other, she continued to pull him in like he wasn’t close enough. The night was filled with silent whispers of “I’ve missed you,” groans and hearing the sound of their bodies collide into each other. He made her squirm and grab at him and call him baby…and daddy…and his name too.She orgasmed before him, and he climaxed shortly afterwards, clutching her like he was a pair of lungs and she was oxygen. They lay there, both breathing heavily and caressing each other until they drifted to sleep.He whispered something he had planned to tell her in person for a long time into her left ear, but she was already fast asleep…My wife is pregnant.